Black Magic!

Part 4~Jealous

Izuku hummed under his breath, curled against the blond whose cries had long since softened. The class was in a state of shock, unsure of what was going on. 

Eraser Head coughed, bringing the attention back to him. "Now that that is over, I am your homeroom teacher, Mr Aziawa. This may be sudden, but put this on and head out to the field." Aizawa held out the P.E uniforms as the class left. 

The blond took a bit longer, pulling himself up from the floor. He was clearly reluctant to let go of Izuku, afraid he would disappear again. Akuma waited for them, holding the smaller uniform for Izuku. He shifted his gaze between Izuku and the blond, unsure what to say. "So, Izu, who's your friend?"

Izuku smiled, bouncing up and down. "This is Kachan! He was my friend way back!"

"Was he now?"

Izuku nodded, swinging 'Kachan's' arm back and forth. "I'm so happy I can hang out with you again, Kachan! Did you get a Quirk? You must have if you're here! I bet it's amazing!"

'Kachan' scratched the back of his head awkwardly. "Yeah, I did. It's called explosions."

Izuku gasped in awe, ranting to this friend of his about everything and anything that came to mind, leaving Akuma behind. Akuma was not annoyed. Not one bit. 

~~~

"A quirk apprehension test?" 

The class stared at their teacher in confusion. Izuku sat atop the now named Katsuki Bakugo, swinging his legs back and forth. Mr Aizawa started to explain his beliefs and all that stuff. Akuma was not paying a great deal of attention and had no idea what the teacher was talking about. He was instead focusing on his supposed familiar who was currently platting Bakugo's hair. 

"Someone's jealous," Ichi sang into Akuma's ear as he pushed her away from him. 

"I am not jealous." He glared at her as she rolled her eyes.

"Oh come on, you so are. Izuku's playing with someone else, not you and it's making you jelly. Come on, Kuchan, Izuku's happy with his old friend, let him have this. You two can go back to your weird friendship later." 

Akuma glanced at Izuku. He did look happy as he finished the small braid and tied it off. Bakugo looked happy as well, praising Izuku's work. 

"Jigoku! What's the furthest you're thrown a ball in middle school?"

Akuma snapped out his thoughts, looking at his teacher who held out the softball. Akuma paused, thinking it over. "43 meters I think." Akuma ignored the snickers at the weak throw, he didn't care. He never tried in those events anyway. 

"Try now with your Quirk." Aizawa threw the ball at Akuma who narrowed his eyes.

"Πετώ." Akuma's eyes flashed as the ball flew forward, going higher and higher until it couldn't be seen anymore. Izuku squealed, hopping up and down while shouting that 'Kuchan was amazing!' Aizawa held up a screen showing the infinity sign as he finished his explanation. 

Akuma had gone back to not focusing as the class made a massive mistake.

"The person in last place will be expelled."

~~~

Akuma pushed himself up, getting ready for the fifty-meter dash. "Αργός." The buzzer went off and Akuma dashed forward. Izuku giggled- being the only other person not affected by the spell. Akuma rushed past the finish line. Time resumed as normal as Akuma huffed. He had gotten the fastest time and was slowly confusing everyone who was trying to guess his Quirk. 

Ichi smirked as she dashed past the finish line. "Woohoo! Who needs a Quirk when you have cardio on Wednesdays!" Ichi jumped up, smiling brightly as Akuma rolled his eyes.